My husband looked for apts for 6 more days. Oddly, he was taken back to that same building 3 more times by 2 different real estate agents to see 3 other apts. on 3 different days. He made offers for several apts, in that building and in others. None were accepted. Until last Sunday.
Just before he had to leave the country on a business trip, an owner accepted his offer. Where's our new place? In that same building we cried over the previous Sunday. The 4th apt. of it's kind my husband had seen. Why the circuitous route? We'll probably never know. But what I do know is that we have a place to call "home" now on the other side of the planet. And that's worth alot.